My gran’s bedroom wallpaper – ostensibly, a repeated floral arrangement in white on cornflower blue, but in reality, a sea of grinning flowery skulls leering out at me. Normal things become odd and sinister through the right lens.

It seems appropriate that I’m meeting the producers of warped noises that sound like the dreams of large analogue electronic apparatus, at such a location.

A lot of the music on the site has that otherness, which to my mind is just psychedelia in another guise.

I’ve been fascinated with the paranormal and Fortean topics from a young age, inspired initially by ‘The Unexplained’ magazine in the early ‘80s and the ubiquitous Usborne ‘World of the Unknown’ series - a staple of many a school library in the 1980s.

Usually, when I do my Occultaria of Albion talk, the sun has set, the curtains are drawn, candles lit and a blood sacrifice performed

Time present and time past, as Eliot puts it in Four Quartets, were calling to the shadows of time future – like Baird’s first TV image, faint and blurred.

I’m really drawn to that tipping point where you go from the Age of Aquarius to Amanda Fielding performing self-trepanation